that time of year


It’s time to finish sewing Christmas pillowcases for two little boys I know!  Thank goodness they are easy to make because I have been really, really busy.

Lately I’ve found it hard to get out of bed in the morning.  Which is not like me at all.

I could blame the colder weather.  Or pure laziness.  But I suspect it’s an age thing.  After all, I turn 65 next week.

I’m thrilled to be 65.  Just think how much I’ll save on health insurance!

Happy dance!!!!

Can you believe it is the first of December?????  I don’t know where November went.  Rhode Island has been unseasonably warm, so I hope that means we’re in for a mild winter.

We would love a mild winter.  I’m not as fond of snow as I used to be.  Raise your hand if you feel the same way!!!!

Today, despite the rain and the wind, my mother and I are going furniture shopping.  We’re turning her new apartment into a cozy, elegant, welcoming space.  This has been quite a process so far, so wish us luck.  Hunting down the perfect loveseat and corner tv stand could be a challenge, but we’re determined to finish before the holidays.

My friend of 52 years has retired and moved back to Rhode Island, right down the street from me in our tiny rural community.  She and her husband are remodeling her grandmother’s old farmhouse, so yesterday Barb arrived with paint chips and assorted counter, floor and cabinet samples.  Our mission:  to find the perfect color wall paint.

We’ve come a long way from 1964.  Neither one of us suggested jumping on her horses and riding bareback down to the ocean.  She didn’t offer to iron my hair so I’d look like Cher.  We didn’t discuss Forever Amber (our first historical romance and the topic of one of our first conversations together), play Roy Orbison or study any Ian Fleming books for the sex scenes.

We did laugh and giggle, though.  She left with “paint chip clarity” (is there such a thing?), a container of my fish chowder (she and her husband are camping out with a hot plate in their future dining room) and a gold velvet pumpkin.

Fish chowder recipe tomorrow…





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